grasshopper 28, evening

[blue_ice]

[ Kaiba appears to be spending another late night in the gaming car. He's dressed in the silver and black outfit that's usual for him now, but he appears to be nursing a cup of tea and holding his temple as well. ]

Is anyone else still feeling off after the trip? It's not a headache, and I'm not weak or dizzy, so I don't need to go to the medical car. So don't start that. But it almost feels like a constant low-level state of dreaming. Like that time on the island, when someone or something thought they had any business interfering with our relationships by exposing our private memories.

[ The anger rises in his voice with every word, only to burn out at the end. He groans and flops back into the beanbag chair ]

Did something change, or am I losing my mind here?

[ He's dreading the answer either way, so he's just going to frown at the screen before sitting back. Sorry about the waves of grump, Della. ]

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[voice][Now locked to their cabins]/wrap?

[blue_ice]

Great. Let me know if you find anything else.

[voice][Now locked to their cabins] Yes to wrap!

[unfavorableinstigation]

You can count on me, Kaiba.

... We'd both best get some rest.